She ignored it

What a bunch of crap. Life, altered? What the hell does that even mean? As far as Sara was aware, shed always been like this. An absolute exhibitionist of a bombshell with nothing to speak of career wise, leeching off of her boyfriend like some lowlife. Of course she didn't see it that way. She Just needed her big break in influencing. Surely a brand would want to associate with some girl who dressed and looked like a complete fuck doll, great for their image!

Sara dismissed the email completely, actually going as far as deleting it. No way would she get scammed by some random email. She might be uneducated and unemployed, but she wasn't stupid! As she laid in bed Sara's mind drifted away from the nuisance of an email and over to more important matters. How should she display herself today? It was a Saturday, so she probably weren't going out today, but perhaps she could manipulate Mark into letting her go shopping. His treat.. Obviously. Laying there she imagined the skimpy clothes she could buy. Maybe I should get one of those skirts that's basically just a belt. Just thinking about the looks she'd get wearing something like that was enough to make her soaking wet. Continuing this train of thought Sara's fingers found their way down to her clit, rubbing it passionately as she imagined herself basically streaking up and down the streets of her neighbourhood with basically no clothes on..

This was her life now. Being a **** to her own sexuality and desire. Letting her fantasies ravage her body as she further corrupts herself. It's probably only a matter of time before Mark grows tired of having to provide for his deadbeat girlfriend. Were you to ask him today why he still bothered with her he'd probably struggle coming up with some sorry excuses. Excuses that are beginning to convince even himself.

It's not know whether there's a conscience behind the magic that affects the victims. But if there was, it was probably thinking something along the lines of; Another satisfied customer.

The end.